Finally, I slipped on the crimson coloured babydoll that my wife had given me. Obviously I didn’t have her incredible figure but I attempted to fill out the cups with tissue paper. I also had a little red thong that I slid up my newly smooth legs and over my now quite hard cock. The feel of satin on my skin was very sensual and really managed to get me completely imagining myself as a hot slut desperate for my son’s cock. Finally, I put my feet into the shoes, a surprisingly good fit although walking in the four inch heels was a little difficult at first. They did, however, enhance the femininity of my legs, making them look quite shapely really.
Delighted with my new appearance and the promise of what was to come of it, I eagerly tottered in my heels from the bathroom, back to the bedroom, where my wife in her stockings was cuddling up to my naked son on the bed, her huge, round breasts pressed against his firm muscular chest. They both looked up as I came in dressed in babydoll, heels and wig.
“Wow, sissy,” my son laughed, “I didn’t really think you’d go through with that. You must be desperate for cock. I can’t believe my dad’s such a queer little slut!”
“Yeah, but he does make a sexy bitch, doesn’t he honey?” my wife giggled, I blushed and my hard cock twitched in excitement.
My son got up and walked over to me, looking me over, his hard, naked body just inches away from mine. I was quivering with eager anticipation as my hung son ran his eyes over my body, barely concealed by the babydoll. There was a small but distinct bulge growing in the front, through the material of my thong, as my erection grew harder.
“Alright, sissy, you’ll do,” my son grinned, “You look enough of a dirty slut whore to suck my hard cock. Come over here mum, you can teach that sissy ex husband of yours how to suck your son’s big, hard dick.”
My wife came over and knelt beside me, the two of us looking like a pair of hot women, totally submitting to this one hard cock in front of us. She gave me a little teasing smile before diverting her attention back to our son’s thick, throbbing meat. She reached her hand up and began to stroke along the length of the shaft. Licking her lips, she bent her head down to kiss the swollen, purple head.
“Come on sissy, I’ll show you how to worship your son’s incredible cock,” she said, smiling at me before licking along the underside of his shaft.
I reached over with my hand and followed hers in holding my son’s dick and stroking up and down the cock. I had never masturbated anyone but myself and my son’s cock was significantly longer and thicker than mine, my hand barely reached around its full thickness. Still, it was a thrill to feel it, warm and hard and alive in my hand, my own cock was getting ever harder at the sensation of playing a dirty slut, pleasuring a hard cock.
Following my wife’s lead, I leaned my head in until I was right on top of my son’s meat, it looked even more huge this close up, the veins running along it sticking out before my eyes. Tentatively at first, I stuck out my tongue to lick the warm, hard flesh. As my wife began to wrap her lips around our son’s cock, taking the head inside her mouth and circling her tongue around it. I began to lick up and down the length of my son’s shaft. Adam, meanwhile, was having the time of his life, as his cock was worshipped by the mouths of both of his parents, dolled up in sexy lingerie.
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